Taylor The Latte Boy

Taylor the Latte Boy
Kristen Chenoweth


There's a boy who works at Starbucks
Who is very inspirational.
He is very inspirational because of many things.

I come in at 8:11, and he smiles and says, "How are you?"
When he smiles and says, "How are you?"
I could swear my heart grows wings!

So today at 8:11
I decided I should meet him
I decided I should meet him
In a proper formal way.

So today at 8:11 when he smiled and said "How are you?"
I said "Fine, and my name's Kristin"
And he softly answered, "Hey."

And I said "My name is Kristen, and thank you for the extra foam…"
And he said his name was Taylor,
Which provides the inspiration for this poem:

Taylor the latte boy,
Bring me java, bring me joy!
Oh Taylor the latte boy,
I love him, I love him, I love him…

So I'd like to get my nerve up
To recite my poem musical.
He would like the fact it's musical
Because he plays guitar.

So today at 8:11, Taylor told me he was playing
In a band down in the village in the basement of a bar.

And he smoothly flipped the lever to prepare my double latte,
But for me he made it triple! And he didn't think I knew
But I saw him flip the lever, and for me he made it triple,
And I knew that triple latte meant that Taylor loved me too!

I said, "What time are you playing?
And thank you for the extra skim…"
He said, "Keep the $3.55," because this triple latte was on him.
Taylor the latte boy,
Bring me java, bring me joy!
Oh Taylor the latte boy,
I love him, I love him, I love him…

I used to be the kind of girl
who'd run when love rushed toward her.
But finally a voice whispered "Love can be yours,
if you step up to the counter, and order."

Taylor, the latte boy
Bring me java, bring me joy
Oh Taylor the latte boy
I love him, I love him, I love him.

So many years my heart has waited,
Who'd have thought that love could be so caffeinated?

Taylor, the latte boy,
I love him, I love him, I love him.

I love him,
I love him,
I love him.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

"How are you?"

  • Probably one of the most overused phrases in the American culture.
  • I find it wierd that around here "how are you?" can be slipped in as a casual greeting to someone who is a complete stranger. It's even weirder that it's the same as "hello" in some cases and is replied to as such. For example- The Situation: A store counter
Cashier: How are you?
Civilian (most likely someone from around here): Hi.

You can't write stuff like that. Really, if someone writes something like that "It doesn't make sense;" when actually it's just demographics.
  • people talk to strangers a lot here in "the south." Not so much anywhere else. But the question is: Are we to friendly? Or is everyone else just too cold?
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  1. AmandawashereSeptember 2, 2010 at 8:21 PM

    I actually secretly get annoyed when someone asks me 'How are you?' or I feel obligated to say it back. Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I just replied with something like 'terrible' or 'worse than usual, you?' just to see how they would react. Honestly, people usually say either 'good,' 'fine,' or 'okay.' How are you? is so pointless and overused...I totally get you on that.

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